It’s not ‘just a thought’
over my distraught
of having been bought
by those who have sought
from losing a lot.
My ‘ragging’ the wrought
has led me to naught
of silicon snots
who rightly fought
and have not been caught.
A poem of two, five-lined stanzas with five syllables in monorhyme.
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